Hi everyone! I just got to my new foster home late Saturday night. Beyond all the firsts of being in a home -- meeting a dog that lives behind the fireplace glass, walking on wood floors, and meeting my foster dads and siblings -- I woke up Sunday morning to all this white stuff covering the ground. And it kept coming and is still coming today. My fo-sis, Esme, was really cool to loan me a couple of her sweaters coats because fo-dad (my foster dad that is) said it would be cold and we all needed coats. Well let me tell you it was squishy and rather cold on my feet but I stayed right next to fo-dad the whole walk. I even got some of this snow on my nose from trying to sniff - it stuck and I couldn’t blow it off. Getting home and watching it from a warm cozy sofa and bed were much better. I could get used to living in a nice warm house...want to let me in yours?
